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Wu-Syndicate - Metropolis lyrics
[Joe Mafia] My mic sabre track-slashin', rhythmatic navigator Quasar dart flamin', Mediterranian Catastrophic with the block logic mafia cat Maneuv' swift, O.G. got some projects Got the raw deal on the war field Sixty trillion ton guns on timin' of your shield We on it like angry hornet-types on your perimeter Sinister, car crash impact invehicular Crime Syndicate just aserted this raw dosage Blow your mind focus, mastermind links in 3 voltage Love is love amongst us, you cause pass Receive penalties unjust is how my team rush Magnetic attracts stacks, repels cosmetic Cats would jack shorty watch, mimic Anacondas die spottin' bombers that's sky high Fully traumatized, wonderin' why, why [Chorus: Myalansky] Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for names We don't point fingers, title you claim Go here, start swingin', leave, die stingin' Stop the mirage, get scarred dreamin' Now that he gone, driven his mom screamin' [Myalansky] Just a seven from this rap doses, cats is bogus Keep your eyes open, shakin' the dice, stay alive, focus Myalansky cold as ice, don't lose your life City red, sheist, bubble all night, lower the price I improved, dock and move units, fiends who shooted Younger cats tooted, faggot you blew it Give me the gat, do him Dime art rap, perhaps lungs collapse, let me back track Slapped for talkin', snitchin', get clapped at Projects, actual facts, slingin' some crack We'll come back, pure garbage, yo, you dumb, black? Blow his fuckin' head off Joe, call Napolean The only man, Wu-Syndicate, what? Rollin' in Bring me modern chokes to the cocktail Colombian, hungry men -acapo |
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